My main man Michael [i][u]loves[/i][/u] chocolate ice cream. I know that's a strange way to start a story, but [i][u]just wait[/i][/u] until I get to the good parts!You could say Michael is my best friend. We do [i][u]everything[/i][/u] together. One time when we had this crazy idea to have a sleep over [i][u]on a Wednesday night!!![/i][/u] Of course, we overslept! We had no time to get ready for school, and Michael sure as heck didn't want to tarnish his perfect attendance record."Quick!" beckoned Michael as I was slowing lifting one leg to step into the shower. "I can't be late! I can't be late. I'm gonna have to [i][u]poop[/i][/u]! I'm gonna have to [b]POOP!!![/b]"Ha ha, Michael can be such a dicky! "Listen," I responded, "Quick quick [i][u]quick,[/i][/u] just take a poop!"So right then and there, Michael yanked down his panties, sat down, and made the [i][u]whole shower room smell![/i][/u].He even handed me a new bar of soap from under the bathroom sink.

It was a Saturday, at the Tree House. There was me, Becky, Justin and Michael...